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"Rafe took his time, still checking out the room. He gestured at a pile of textbooks on the floor. "What's he use those for? Weight lifting?" "If you showed up in class more often, you wouldn't be asking that. Daniel's not a dumb jock." "No kidding." He leaned over to read the titles. "Pre-law? Please tell me those belong to his older brothers."